"Having the same fears, shedding similar tears, and of course dying in so many years, it don’t mean that we can’t have a good life."
I’m always her regret
Yeah, I’m always her regret
And I always make it harder on whoever’s coming next
It goes up and down, it’s just up and down
She’s crying now but she’ll laugh again
And we hold hands while I pray that she’s not the type to hold grudges
I’m wrong..
"It might not be the right time
I might not be the right one
But there’s something about us I want to say
Cause there’s something between us anyway"
"But tomorrow if a golden train came to take you away,
Would you go or would you stay?"
Mind in one place, heart in another.
I used to think that only writers write and painters paint until I realized all you have to do is pick up a pen and a paint brush.
